I like to tell myself that I don't watch Netflix that much, and that I could stop whenever I want. The truth is, I am an avid Netflix binge-watcher, and I don't plan on stopping anytime soon. So, here are my confessions...the confessions of a Netflixaholic.
Fifty percent of my stress is created by my constant Netflix watching.
The amount of homework I have each week is exhausting, but the truth is that most of the time I'm stressed mainly because I procrastinated my homework for so long. My procrastination-filled time is almost always spent watching Netflix, and there's a good chance if I stopped watching so much "Grey's Anatomy" that I could reduce the amount of stress I have in half. But, then again that's just a theory, and I don't have time to test it.
I'm not at the library as much as I tell my mom I am.
When my mom calls me to catch up she likes to start the conversation off with "So, what are you doing right now?" and my go-to response is always "Oh, just on my way to the library to do some homework." It keeps her satisfied, and makes me think I might actually get out from my cave of a bed to do something productive. The truth is, when I tell my mom this I'm usually curled up underneath three blankets, stuffing my face with some sort of junk food, and watching "How to Get Away With Murder" on my laptop.
I can never stop at 'just one episode.'
Honestly, I don't trust anyone who can turn their TV off after finishing just one episode. That's some insane self-control that I definitely lack. I'll be laying in bed at 10 a.m. watching "The 100," and somehow it's suddenly 8 p.m. and I've finished the entire second season. Some may say this is lazy, and a waste of a day, but I would have to disagree. I mean, I just focused on one thing for an entire day, which is pretty commendable if you ask me.
I'd probably have a rockin' bod if Netflix didn't exist.
Sometimes I'll only have three hours of free time in a given day, and I have to choose between watching two episodes of "One Tree Hill" or going to the gym and working on my spring break body. A six pack would be nice, but laying in bed watching Netflix is nicer. Besides, I have to lift my arm up to press 'next episode' every 40 minutes, which is close enough to a workout if you ask me.
I'm losing a significant amount of sleep because of Netflix.
This is very similar to the workout issue I have. I mean, yes, if I went to bed as soon as I crawled in to bed I'd be averaging about eight to nine hours of sleep every night. But I've become so attached that I now can't fall asleep without watching Netflix, and as I said before I can never stop at just one episode. Basically, I'm losing roughly two hours of sleep every night because I am dying to know the latest drama between Serena and Blair on "Gossip Girl." And I'm OK with that.
I get overly excited when Netflix adds a new season to one of my shows.
When Netflix finally added the third season of "Orange Is The New Black" I think I was on the verge of tears I was so excited. There's nothing more exhilarating to us Netflixaholics than being gifted with 12 more episodes to binge-watch in the span of two days. Each time Netflix releases a new season to one of my shows I like to prepare by emailing my professors that I'll be sick for the next two days, stocking up on Oreos and popcorn, and making sure everyone knows not to talk to me until I finish the season. Some say this is crazy, but this is what I like to call 'dedication.'
Sometimes, I'm too lazy to even press 'Next Episode.'
I'm laying in bed all cozied up when an episode finishes, and a screen pops up that gives me the option of clicking 'next episode' to start it immediately, or waiting 20 seconds for it to automatically begin. Well, sometimes that arm movement to press 'next episode' is just too much for me, and I instead lay there and wait for the automated 20 seconds to pass so Netflix starts the next episode on its own. The real question is, is this an extreme act of laziness, or an extreme act of patience? I think I'd have to vote patience on this one.
I am not ashamed by any of this.
I might waste half of my day watching Netflix, but I still do decently well in school, have a semi-average body, and have adjusted to be able to thrive on six hours of sleep a day. I take pride in my ability to sit in the same spot for five hours with the only source of movement being reaching up to grab my remote. For me, Netflix is a source of relaxation, and I refuse to be ashamed for taking a load off after a hard, long day of three classes.
I am a proud Netflixaholic.
